Chapter 355 After a week of confrontation, the church forces could no longer stand it.

Jean Tocque and the two young apprentices were busy helping out, while Grandpa Nick stood by, skillfully manipulating the tools in his hands and constantly forging the materials in front of him. Sweat dripped from his forehead, but his eyes were always focused on the work at hand.

Grandpa Nick was hammering the material and said, "Sir Supervisor, nowadays only my grandson and I can forge this kind of material. So, it's not possible to mass-produce it. It's simply unrealistic! But since you need it, I can still make a batch for you as a backup. But you have to know that these are all treasures! For low-level targets like this, don't waste such precious arrowheads easily. Because the material cost of making each arrowhead alone is a full forty magic coins, which is a full four hundred gold coins when converted into the imperial gold coins you are familiar with!"

Hearing this astonishing figure, Jean Tocque's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Old man, are you kidding? This price is too high! These are not arrowheads at all, they are clearly glittering gold coins! Do Captain Kashin and his men use these expensive arrowheads all year round?"

Grandpa Nick laughed out loud with a proud look on his face, and replied, "Haha, of course not! Although this arrowhead is expensive, its power cannot be underestimated! How many powerful enemies have fallen under its sharp edge. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. It's expensive for a reason!"

Every time Kashin led his team out on a mission, he would carry more than a hundred spare arrowheads with him. And with these arrowheads, he has repeatedly made great achievements in battle! I hope you can also use them to kill people on the battlefield in the future and achieve excellent results! "

Jean Tocque nodded heavily and responded firmly: "Yes! Old man, I will not let you down, and I will use this batch of expensive arrowheads to achieve results. But according to the head of the family, we can't act rashly at the moment, and we must wait for the right time to act. So old man, you have to help me make some more arrowheads, in case of emergency!"

At this time, Sheldon Castle appeared unusually calm, as if it was not facing any threat of war at all.

Life in the castle is orderly and proceeds in an orderly manner. Everything seems so peaceful and harmonious.

As for the church, despite its aggressiveness, it dared not take a single step beyond the line. The magic traps in the castle were so daunting that they seemed to have formed an invisible deterrent, which made the church hesitate to invade.

In fact, the current church is in a difficult situation of being caught between a rock and a hard place. They know very well that they cannot lose, because if they lose, it will inevitably cause extreme anxiety among the majority of church members.

In the minds of the believers, losing means that the Lord has not given them protection. This cognition will undoubtedly cause great panic among the believers.

The church leaders racked their brains to find a way out of this situation. They knew clearly that they had to save face militarily in order to keep the devout believers convinced.

After all, the faith they have built up by deceiving people is actually extremely fragile. Just as the saying goes, "God cannot be hurt", once cracks appear in the cornerstone of faith, the entire religious system may face the risk of collapse.

The hearts of those believers are actually full of greed. What they pursue is nothing more than the Lord's blessing and wealth, and they hope to be invincible under the Lord's blessing and profit from it.

Once they find that there is no profit, they will instantly fall into panic. This is the essence of why religion can be promoted, it satisfies all the expectations of some people who want to get something for nothing.

For example, some poor people turn to religion because of the difficulties in life, hoping that religion can make them rich overnight or help them escape from their predicament.

However, when reality contradicts their expectations, their faith can quickly waver or even collapse.

This kind of profit-driven belief often cannot stand the test and only seeks temporary comfort and relief in an illusory bubble.

One week later~~

Time seemed to have frozen at a desperate point, and the situation became increasingly severe for the armed forces of the church. They tried every possible way in this unfamiliar land, but they were still unable to obtain sufficient food.

The lack of supplies was like a ruthless executioner, cutting off their hope of continuing to fight. In this desperate situation, the priest in the white robe had a sad face and a helpless expression. In the end, he had no choice but to issue the order to withdraw.

As a result, Shadowmoon City's original possible ownership instantly vanished into thin air, and there was no possibility of it being attacked anymore.

He said to the generals in a heavy voice: "We lost. The supply route is long and difficult, and the consumption is too great along the way. And we can't conquer that damn Sheldon Castle at all. Such a stalemate is a pure waste of time and life. It is meaningless. Let's retreat!" His voice was full of frustration and unwillingness, as if it came from the abyss.

The general sighed: "Alas, General Luo Lan has fallen. How can we explain it to the Vatican when we return? This damn Sheldon Castle, the people inside are simply demons. These devils will go to hell sooner or later!" His eyes were filled with anger and resentment, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to shatter the air in front of him.

The white-robed priest frowned, with a gleam of determination in his eyes. "I will make up a story and ask the Church to canonize me after I return, so that all people can admire me. Only in this way can we cover up our failure. Everyone, prepare to cross the river overnight, and be careful to do it secretly."

"Yes! Master Secretary of the Vatican, prepare to withdraw the troops now. Alas, we may not be able to complete the withdrawal tonight." The general responded, his face full of worry.

The white-robed priest continued, "We will evacuate in batches, with one group leaving every day. I hope we can leave quietly. I will pray to the Lord, hoping that he can bless us..."

"Yes! Let's collect some useful things and take them away. This place is so rich that we don't want to leave. It would be great if we could preach here!" A general couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, General Johnny. The teaching group is invincible. Just gather a group of powerful prophets and priests and more paladins. There is no castle in the world that cannot be conquered."

The white-robed priest echoed, "Yes, only the prophet priest can see through the magic trap. We really underestimated them this time."

All the generals went down to prepare for the withdrawal. They were full of greed and were ready to plunder the manor for valuables. Everything here was so exquisite that they couldn't let it go. Their greed drove them so much that they wanted to move away even the tables, chairs and benches.

Their eyes scanned the manor, as if every item they saw was a priceless treasure. Just like in a rich land, the greedy invaders were like this, not letting go of anything that could bring wealth, and at this moment, they were also caught up in this crazy desire.